I didn’t really get much sleep last night… as those who follow my LJ already know the reason as to why.  Cos of SNUGGLES this weekend! YAAAAY.  My squealing, sighing, happy warm glee of warmth and glee had me tossing and turning in bed (hugging myself between flip-flops) for about two hours.  I think, anyway.  I don’t have a clock by my bed, so there’s really no way of knowing.  Hopefully I’ll be more successful in sleeping tonight.

Not sleeping wasn’t an excuse to sleep in, though.  So I get up, roll out, and hit campus by ten-after-eleven, have a smoke and a sit-down before going down to the OUTsource.  Chatter a bit, then I’m left to man the station til one… and it’s three before anyone shows up again.  I missed my class (a rather critical pre-exam review), and was quite displeased with this until I shrugged and decided it wasn’t a big deal.  It probably isn’t a big deal.  I don’t see myself having any trouble with the exam… *shrug*

What did upset me, however, was the fact that I didn’t have to miss the class… if I had just been put on the key list, I could’ve locked up and went to class.  And if I am on the key list, it would’ve been nice to have been informed.  I’ll just have to make certain to have a chat about this before next week.

But you could decide to see the good in it, which was: I clocked three of four required volunteering hours for my SW class.  Tuesday next week will have it covered.  Sweeeeeeet.  And I put a dent in my Micro (the class I’ve been doing the best job of slacking in).  As to what’s left… the rest of Micro, and my SW paper, which I’m not clear if it’s due Tomorrow or next week.  Cos of lost my fucking syllabus.  Haaaaay I’m smart *facepalm*

In short, today has been mostly unproductive, but not entirely fail.  I guess that’s somewhat “win” but not really.  Perhaps maybe?  Almost certainly.

Been milling over some things, and listening to other people, and for once, I actually have something to say in relation to the political arena.  Not that I’m political myself — to be honest, I couldn’t give a rats ass about all these cheats and liars.  But there are a lot of ways in which I am just bumfuddled.

Point A… hai doodz, the economy was a problem long before WaMu took it up the ass.  We’ve been saying it for ages, and what did you fellas up on Capitol Hill do?  Basically, told us we’re all insanely paranoid and there’s nothing wrong.  “Recession?  What recession?  Stop talking like you know anything and go back to studying your navels.”  Which I found mildly annoying.  Then everyone else starting catching on, and I’m wondering what took them so long to figure it out.  And now, it’s an overnight “crisis”.  Now it’s finally being taken seriously (and taken as if it’s all their idea, and we said nothing while we were suffering down on “main street”).  And I find this highly fucking offensive.

And what got us here?  The government’s unwillingness to discuss these topics openly… the idea that if you ignore a problem, it will go away.  Which brings me to point two: McCain’s ribbing Obama about open-ended talks with other world leaders that may have policies that we find unsavory.  Question, McCain: How is it that refusing to talk to someone until they agree to our terms encourage them to agree to our terms?  How are we supposed to work things out unless we talk openly?  The “my way or the highway” does not work.  “Surrender or we’ll fuck you up” does not work.  On a micro level, taking a small-scale hostage situation into consideration, that approach is a fine way to come up with a handful of dead hostages.  On the macro level where world-powers with nuclear-powers are concerned, well, you get the picture.  Yet if we make the effort to come face to face and discuss the matters at hand as real people, with flesh and breath rather than faceless demands in confusing documents, you come to better understandings.  Again, on a micro level, evidenced with my online/offline experiences with people.  It’s much easier to argue your point, and much harder to be cocky when you’re dealing with an actual person rather than faceless ideas.  Does that work in world politics… well, I’m not sure, but I do have the crazy idea that politicians are human, and it works on humans.

As far as open-talks giving the impression that we agree with opposing viewpoints… I still don’t see where that idea comes from.  Sorry, it’s just ridiculous to me.  Someone explain how diplomacy is the same thing as saying “dude, I so agree with you”, eh?  I don’t know about you guys, but I know there have been many times where I’ve had to sit down with people I did not agree with at all just for the sake of getting their side of the story, calming them down, and hoping to find some sort of resolve that would, at least temporarily, bring some peace on both sides of the fence.  I’d say most of us have done that sort of thing.  It’s not a bad strategy… and in some cases, it’s the only strategy.  You have to be willing to grit your teeth, swallow the bile, and be civil.

There’s also the energy crisis issue.  Energy independence, ra!  Which I agree with.  Something has to be done about that.  I, for one, would love to see shitloads of windmills thrown up around the country.  We’ve got us some real wind-tunnels, peeps.  Stand out by the POT on campus and you’d know what I’m on about.  Solar energy?  Good, let’s go for it.  Ethanol… retarded and inefficient, seeing as it takes 1.3 gallons of petrol to make 1 gallon of ethanol.  Scrap that idea right out, folks.  Offshore drilling?  Sure, if you want to wait til 2030 to see any benefit from it, if we see any at all (consdering that oil could easily be sold overseas), and fuck an already volatile marine ecosystem.  Nook-yoo-lar… right, call me old fashioned, but I’m not keen on the idea that McCain seems to be pushing.  Not that the idea of nuclear itself is bad.  It is cleaner and safer if done correctly, but pardon me if I refuse to believe it will be done correctly, with all the Homer Simpsons that really DO exist in the good ol’ US of A.  Besides that, since we are still a “Nevar Forget!” nation, imagine the destruction that could be done if we had 45 more targets on our backs.  If someone can plane the Pentagon, there’s no reason they can’t take out some power plants.   Yeah?  Yeah.  Amazing how so many people say “nevar forget!1!” and yet… they do.
Then again, if they really gave a shit about targets on home ground, the gubment might stop cramming their thumbs up their asses about the accident-waiting-to-happen in Richmond.

FInally, I’ve heard it so many, many times already… that McCain didn’t look at Obama even once.  Which I understand, considering his limited mobility.  I doubt severely that it was personal… dude just got fucked when he was a POW.  Although it does make me think of how great it would be to see McCain cut loose and do the robot.  It’d be hi-larious.  You know it would.

Now, now now now… we have the VP debate to look forward to.  I, for one, will love the chance to see Palin go all, “duhhhhh, whut?” again.  She wouldn’t be so bad if she would just stop talking.  Just stand there and look pretty, Tits… c’mon.  That’s really all you’re good for here.

Ugh, finally.  After a sick, worrisome and extremely draggy week, the weekend is HERE.  I celebrated by sleeping in ’til noon.  Fuck yeah.  Next project to tackle is “getting dressed”, I think.  Pshh… dressed?  Pants are overrated.  Nude computin’ is where it’s at.

I just realized that my plans of doing NaNoWriMo this year are probably insta-fail, considering my week’s Tgiving Vacay.  Kev would probably gladly give me the time and space needed to bang out the required pages while I’m down, but the problem would be my willingness.  I mean… he’d be there… and well yeah, snuggles would take precedence.  Or maybe I’d get (un)lucky and he wouldn’t be able to nail much of a Vacay for himself, and I could pump the word-count while he’s at work?  Hmm…

Not that I’m expecting to finish by the deadline.  It’d be nice, and I’m gonna try for it, but I’m not going to make myself crazy trying to get there.

I do already have some ideas rolling around in my head.  There’s a story I’ve been wanting to start since the start of the year.  I wrote the Prologue and two pages of the first chapter, and haven’t touched it since, even though I love the idea.  Some situations are coming clearer, and I have a somewhat full profile of one character as he’s blossomed in my head of his own power.  I’ve been writing everything in my (badly named) plan book, just so I don’t lose anything before kickoff.

In other news, sickies are starting to lift.  Ain’t gone by a long shot, but hey, any improvement is good.  *snot-wheeze*

Oi.  After… what, four hours of stressin’, I think, I finally have the article assignment finished.  It’s not as if I intended to leave it to the last second… no, I wanted to do it this weekend.  Unfortunately, this weekend was filled with other things such as German, emo, and making falls which COULD have been put back to a later date, but you know what?  I wanted the damn things to be done, so I did it.  Back to the topic, though, neither is it that the assignment was particularly difficult… the only problem was that it just started off badly.  My first area of research turned up nothing… by which I mean, turned up useless articles which I did not find out were utterly useless until I sat down four hours ago.  So I had to start over again with a new topic, with major printer problems (which just fucked me off after having so many Acrobat problems earlier today with the lappy).  And on top of all the technical problems was the fact that I am more than likely coming down with the creeping crud that has been going around campus AND home.  I’m tired, dizzy, my throat burns, and my head isn’t too nice, either…

So yes, I was (and am) quite a mess.  Thank holy lovin’ fuck I can come home and stress and panic and cry and wail and get nice, calm, caring support from the Kevbot.  I went from freaking out to the point of nearly flipping into a nervous breakdown to being on the ball (mostly, save for my goldfish-like attention span).  Gotta love that.  Gotta gotta.  Gotta love random flwrs, too.  If there was ever a day I needed lillies, today was that very day.  It may be by accident that he always hits it when I REALLY need the cheering up… but I’m going to say it’s intuition anyway ;P

But all is done, and I am finally satisfied.  I can now devote tomorrow’s break to catching up on Micro.  Should also probably see if there’s still a desk position available at the OUTsource… I need to get those four hours in… and desking would do it.

Other news?  I got a wicked bitchin’ new monitor… a nice 22″ widescreen dealie.  My original plan was to get two 17″s for a dual set-up, but meh.  This wound up being cheaper.  And it is fantastic!  Also fantastic, my ThinkGeek order came in the mail today.  I know have CAMP SPOONFORKNIFE.  Why the fuck do I need that, you might ask?  Cos of tuna, duh.  Also nabbed the Ladies’ T-Qualizer, OMG PWNIES, and a SpazzStick.  Party!

I don’t like the waiting very much at all.

Blue Grass Airport Welcomes Allegiant Air to Lexington

Nonstop service from Lexington to Tampa at a mere $69 (plus taxes and fees) each way.  Can we say GODSEND?  I wish I had smelled this happening earlier… I wouldn’t have panicked over rising prices over Christmas Vacay.  But no, this had to get smelled just days AFTER I reserved my seats with United.  Son of bitchy!  But hey, now I know where to look for Spring Break.

What else can be said?  Not much.  Not very much going on beyond waking-up, driving, going to class, driving back home, getting my nightly dose of haerts, sleeping (not enough), and waking-up some more.  I suppose I could mention that the OUTSource is actually a rather cool place to chill between classes.  Always weary of GLBT(QQA) associations as they always seem to be uber-faggy, but I slid down to their office the other day in search of volunteer work, and wound up staying for two hours just jabbering.  If you’re bored on campus, I’d definitely recommend checking ‘em out.

Sadly, I’m not hearing about any real volunteer work from them, and I have to get four hours minimum for SW, so eh.  I’m either going to hit up VIP or KET.  KET would be the shit.

Another weekend, another failure to keep track of things I should be keeping track of. Ugh. I did chew a rather hefty dent in The Omnivore’s Dilemma… about 150 more pages to plow through before the first exam. Not that daunting of a task though, since it is actually a very interesting book. Nothing in there that shocks me, and most of it I already knew, but it’s still a rather delicious read.

Tomorrow, I need to try and catch up on Micro, and see if I can’t figure out the rest of the German work we were left to do.  It’s gotten to a point, it seems, where we’re being expected to complete assignments before we’ve even covered the things we need to know for said assignments… sort of like your Friday quizzes to test you on what you learned during the week being moved to Monday before you’ve learned it (I desperately need to buy that movie, by the by).  I’ll give it my best, but I really expect a bit more instruction for this ~$1k-per-class price tag.  If I wanted a teach-yourself deal, I would’ve stayed with my $10 set of cds.

Ah yes, I almost forgot.  One major accomplishment of the weekend which fills me with glee… I managed to nail a reasonably priced flight down to Tampa for Christmas and New Year’s, on top of my previously scheduled Thanksgiving trip.  Feels strange having two flights tucked away at once in my wallet.  Now I’ve just got to figure out when and how to break it to the folks that I’m not going to be around…

New Year’s.  That… yeah, how am I going to feel about that day?  So much to reflect on, there.  So many changes over the past nine months already… so much more happiness and comfort.  More movement and progress.  More love.  More laughter.  It’s been one hell of a remarkable year.  It blows my mind every single day.  Standing on THE day when everything changed… seeing where I’ve been and where I am today… well.  Wow?  It should be interesting.  And nothing less than fantastic, considering I am one of those goofballs that just loves, loves the idea of facenibbling at the ball drop.  Teehee.